"Adding sound to movies would be like putting lipstick on the Venus de Milo"
Full Name:
Mary Pickford
Gladys Louise Smith
Claim To Fame:
Mary Pickford was an Academy Award-winning Canadian motion picture star, as well as a co-founder of the film studio United Artists and one of the original 36 founders of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. Known as "America's Sweetheart," "Little Mary" and "the girl with the curls," she was one of the first Canadian pioneers in early Hollywood and one of film's greatest pioneers. Her influence in the development of film acting was enormous. Because her international fame was triggered by moving images, she is a watershed figure in the history of modern celebrity. And as one of silent film's most important performers and producers, her contract demands were central to shaping the Hollywood industry. In consideration of her contributions to American cinema, the American Film Institute named Pickford 24th among the greatest female stars of all time.
Pickford earned the right not only to act in her own movies, but to produce them and (through the creation of United Artists) control their distribution. She was also the first actress to receive more than a million dollars per year. Throughout her career, Pickford starred in 52 features. Occasionally, she played a child, in films like "The Poor Little Rich Girl," (1917) "Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm," (1917) and "Daddy Long-Legs."(1917) These "Little Girl" roles are superbly done, and some Pickford's fans were devoted to them. But the roles aren't typical of her career, nor did Pickford (as some people believe) appear exclusively as children in silent film.
The arrival of sound was her undoing. She played a reckless socialite in Coquette (1929), a role where she no longer had her famous curls, but rather a 1920s bob; Pickford had cut her hair in the wake of her mother's death in 1928, and her fans were shocked at the transformation. Pickford's hair had become a symbol of female virtue, and cutting it was front-page news in The New York Times and other papers. Unfortunately, though Coquette was a success and won her an Academy Award for Best Actress, the public failed to respond to these more sophisticated roles. Like most movie stars of the silent era, Pickford's career faded as talkies became more popular among audience. Her next film after Coquette, The Taming of The Shrew--which was also her husband Douglas Fairbanks' first sound film--was a disaster at the box office. By then in her forties, Pickford was unable to play the children, teenage spitfires and feisty young women so adored by her fans; nor could she play the soigne heroines of early sound.
She retired from acting in 1933, though she continued to produce films for others, including Sleep, My Love (1948), an update of Gaslight with Claudette Colbert.
She died of cerebral hemorrhage on May 29, 1979, at the age of 87, and was buried in the Garden of Memory of the Forest Lawn Memorial Park Cemetery in Glendale, California. Buried alongside her in the Pickford private family plot are her mother Charlotte, her siblings Lottie and Jack Pickford, and the family of Elizabeth Watson, Charlotte's sister, who had helped raise Mary in Toronto.
D.O.B./D.O.D:
Birth: Apr. 9, 1892
Toronto
Ontario, Canada
Death: May 29, 1979
Cause of death: Cerebral hemorrhage
Burial:
Forest Lawn Memorial Park (Glendale)
Glendale
Los Angeles County
California, USA
Plot: Garden of Memory, east wall, large white sarcophagus
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Stiff Of the Week: Mary Pickford
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The Date From Hell
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The following events are completely true.
I met a girl on Match.com and we chatted for about two weeks before going out for the first time last Saturday. The plan was she meet me at my apartment then we would go for a walk and grab a drink or some coffee.
7:00 PM - I call her to let her know I was now home and she could meet me anytime. She says she will be over in 30 minutes.
8:00 PM - She shows up to my place. At first she seamed kind of spacey which I wrote off as her being nervous.
8:05 PM - She has been walking around in my apartment and acting very confused. She asked why I have my DVD's in a certain order and confused when I explain they are alphabetical. A wire sitting on a shelve also puzzled her. "Why is this wire here" -"Well, because I'm lazy and I just decided to put it there". After this goes on for a bit I ask if she would like some water or a drink.
8:10 PM - We are now in the kitchen, I just poured myself a much needed drink. She suddenly grabs me and begins kissing me. I am very shocked but also thinking ok, cool, this is breaking the ice.
8:11 PM - After about a minute of kissing she grabs and pulls me towards the bedroom were she immediately disrobes and gets under the covers leaving me at the side of the bed completely clothed. This is where it gets really, really weird.
8:12 PM - I am still at the side of the bed, and she is now laying in bed facing the wall doing nothing. I ask her "Ummm are you ok?" -"Yes Im Fine". Well she was not fine. She sits up in bed and starts taking very deep breathes. I ask her "Would you like some water...or something..." She replies no. She then lays back in bed again just laying there. At this point I'm not sure what to do, all i know is I have to get this crazy woman out of here pronto.
8:13 PM - She sits up in bed and makes says "Im sorry. I was just so nervous about meeting you." She immediately PUKES all over herself and my bed. HOLY SHIT. WHAT THE FUCK. I grab her a nearby waste bucket and instruct her to the bathroom.
8:14 PM - She is in the bathroom now. I turn on my bedroom light to assess the damage. Not only is there puke all over my bed and floor, but menstruation blood is soaking into my sheet.
8:15 PM - I grab some towels for her and tell her she is welcome to take a shower if needs. She then creeks the bathroom door open and asks if I want to come in. I decline and say "how about you clean up, put your clothes on, then we can talk..."
8:30 PM - Im sitting in my living room and she comes out of the bathroom. Covering herself with a blanket and still full of puke. She lays on my couch, grabs her phone, and begins calling her friends like nothing has happened.
8:40 PM - She is starting to pass out. I ask if she needs a ride somewhere or if someone is coming to get her. She says a friend is coming to get her. She then completely passes out on my couch.
9:00 PM - After 20 minutes of trying to get this puke girl to wake up, put her clothes on and leave, she does exactly that. She leaves talking on her cell phone which I hear her drop halfway down the hallway. She is gone. Now, lets look at the bathroom which I had not seen yet. Puke is everywhere and she has taken a blood soiled maxi-pad and tossed it against my bath tub. I spend the next hour cleaning enough where I can sleep. I throw away the waste bucket along with the towels. The sheets are sent to the cleaners and my bathroom get a bleach bomb. It took until 4:00 PM Sunday to get my bathroom aired out. The grossest and weirdest date. I think this might be the worst date in Minneapolis.
So its obvious this girl was on SOMETHING, but i have no idea what. She didn't smell like booze and when she kissed me I could n't taste booze.
Oh and it was very obvious she had some kind of curry dish for dinner that night.
second date?
Daaaaaammmnnnn......
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Friday, May 30, 2008
WTF? Is that a Snake in your Pocket or are you just Happy to see Me?
Deadly snake bites man's penis
Thursday, May 29, 2008
© The Cairns Post
A ROADSIDE toilet stop ended in pain, embarrassment and almost death for a tourist when a highly venomous snake bit the end of his penis.
The deadly brown snake slithered between his legs and lunged at his manhood as he crouched on a roadside near Laura, 300km northwest of Cairns, about a month ago.
Details of the incident only came to light yesterday after they were confirmed by a paramedic.
"It certainly had a swipe at him," an ambulance spokesman said yesterday.
"But it didn’t envenomate him.
"As it came through it must have got a bit of a shock."
The snake beat a hasty retreat, leaving its victim with a scratch, vomiting and abdomen pain.
Emergency workers raced to the scene to treat the man.
The wound was wrapped in plastic in case poison had penetrated the skin but medical staff gave the man the all-clear after conducting tests.
He was taken to Cooktown Hospital where he spent a night recovering.
The ambulance spokesman described him as "lucky", given his near encounter with one of Australia’s most poisonous snakes.
"I think he was a bit shocked and embarrassed," he said
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Restaurant St. Louis, MO, USA
Not Always Right
Me: “Thank you for calling, how can I help you?”
Customer: “Hi, I’d like a personal pan pizza for my son.”
Me: “I’m sorry sir, we’re all out of personal pans for the day. Can I get you something else?”
Customer: “No! I guess my son will just have to go ahead and STARVE!”
Me: “…”
To Die For
To Die For
Welcome! For the past 20 years, I have visited and photographed cemeteries all around the world. I feel cemeteries are NOT just for mourning anymore!
It's only natural to fear death and the Great Unknown of our existence after life. But since death is inevitable, many writers, poets, musicians, and filmmakers have spent a lot of energy dealing with this topic; some with reverence, others without. This site primarily examines the second group. (Although, I try to do so without disrespecting the solemn dignity of the deceased).
To Die For! is an irreverent , stream-of-consciousness celebration of cemeteries and the lighter side of death. It is not a definitive or comprehensive study of the subject, but rather a light-hearted glimpse at a traditionally gloomy topic.
Enjoy the photos for their intrinsic beauty or, in some cases, a comical look at life and death. The text is filled with strange observations, famous last words, funny epitaphs, film and music trivia, bad jokes, and miscellaneous oddities. It is with grave interest that I present this web site, which is for people who celebrate life rather than fearing death. Enjoy! 
Pics O'Day: The Androom Archives
The Androom Archives
This page proposes to take you to some places of death. Let's have a look at a few tombs, and reflect on their illustrious inhabitants. .
The Page of The Dead
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Pics O'Day:Cemetery Monuments
Cemetery Monuments
Today, when most Americans are laid to rest on the grounds of a cemetery, their graves will be marked by small, flat stones or bronze markers. Hardly monuments at all.
Back in the day, families of a certain means insisted upon paying tribute to their name, with large and often beautiful cemetery monuments and mausoleums. But for a handful, that day has long past.
In an era where accounting departments run many cemeteries, the bottom line rises above all. Flat markers make it much easier to maintain the grounds; mowers can run unimpeded right over them. Less manpower is needed to trim around objects sticking out of the ground, and so on. Precious money is therefore saved.
The following pages will illustrate the golden era of cemeteries, when funereal customs were much more ritualised. When families spent as much to house the dead as the living. When stone cutters and mausoleum builders were in their heyday.
Come then. Let us journey back.
New Orleans City Insane Asylum Records
New Orleans (La.) City Insane Asylum
Record of Patients, 1882-1884; 1888
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Here is a example:
"p. 8 Hallucination May 1st/82 P. 72 Regular Pupils normal Jane Bird – F – Blk – over 48 – Entered August 7th/69 – Native U.S. Washer-woman – Insanity on day of Admittance – Hallucination, to-day the same – Imagines that snakes are after her, with obscene intentions. "
Good Reading During a Boring Night ...or Any night...
Crazy to Go
Crazy To Go
Restaurant Hawaii, USA
Not Always Right
(Late night in a very crowded restaurant, a lady cuts in front of me and stands in the well, blocking me from getting my drinks for my tables.)
Bartender: “Ma’am you cant stand there. Please move over to the side and I will help you.”
Lady: “I just want to get some food to go.”
Bartender: “Ma’am, please move over to the side of the bar and I can help you.”
Lady: “Can I get some food to go?”
(At this point there are three servers who are now blocked from getting their drinks from the well.)
Bartender: “Ma’am, we only do take-out orders from 5:00-6:00, or an hour before closing. ”
Lady: *blank stare*
Me: “Excuse me, may I squeeze by you? I have to get my drinks for my tables.”
Lady: *turns to me* “I want to order some food to go!”
Me: “We only do food to go from 5-6. Or an hour before closing.”
Lady: “What? I need to get some food to go!”
Bartender: “Lady! You need to move out of the service well! I can’t get you any food to go right now!”
Lady: “But… but… I need to order some food…”
Me: “Right. Food to go. But we dont do that right now.”
Lady: “Why not?”
Other blocked servers: “Are you f**king kidding me?”
Bartender: “Ma’am, if you will please just move to the side, I will ask if we can get you some food to go.”
Lady: “Thank you. I dont understand what’s wrong with you people!”
Me: “Ma’am, can you please scoot over? Please?”
Lady: “I’m not going anywhere until I get my food to go!”
Manager: “Is there a problem?”
Lady: “I’m trying to order food to go and your crappy staff won’t help me!
Manager: “Well, we don’t do food to go right now.”
Lady: “This is bulls**t! I’ll have your f**king job! I want my food to go NOW!”
Manager: “Why don’t you get the hell out of here right now before I call the police?”
(She stormed out and the entire bar started cheering and clapping.)
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Pic's O'Day: Alphabet on Butterfly Wings
Alphabet spelled onButterfly Wings
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No Good Goes Unpunished
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
Video Game Store United Kingdom
Not Always Right
(Note: I didn’t even work at this place. I was just looking at the games with my dad but I figured I’d help this lady out.)
Customer: “Hi, my son wants a Star Wars game. How much will that be?”
Me: “Well, there are lots of Star Wars games, because some are older than others. The older ones are more likely to be cheaper… sometimes the console changes the price as well.”
Customer: “Console?”
Me: “The thing you play it on.”
Customer: “Oh he’s got a Gamestation.”
Me: “Do you mean a Playstation or a Gamecube?”
Customer: “I don’t know, it’s black.”
Me: “Is it cube shaped?”
Customer: “No.”
Me: “Right so, it’s a Playstation 2. Did your son say which type of Star Wars game he wanted, or even the name?”
Customer: “No he just said Star Wars. A shooting one, I think.”
Me: “Most of them are shooting games…”
Customer: “Well, this is the one with the laser guns in it and the laser swords.”
Me: *cringing* “Laser guns and laser swords are what Star Wars is famous for.”
(My dad, who is behind me, starts laughing.)
Customer: “I’m not some Star Wars computer genius you know! This is only the 21st century. I don’t even know why you work here if you don’t know what I should buy!”
Me: “I don’t actually work here.”
Customer: “Well, why are you wearing the employee t-shirt?!”
(She points towards my Children of Bodom t-shirt.)
Me: “Good point, go and speak to my boss if you are unhappy about me working here.”
Customer: “I will, and you might get fired, so watch-out!”
Interment.net Cemetery Records on Line
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About Interment.net
Interment.net is a publisher of cemetery transcriptions for use by genealogists and local historians. Visitors use our online library to help them locate burials of their family and friends, trace their family history, and learn something about cemeteries in general.
About 500,000 people each month visit Interment.net to use the online library, making us one of the most popular FREE genealogical references on the Internet.
While the staff of Interment.net actively visits cemeteries and compiles records, we mostly rely on folks to submit their transcriptions and compilations to us.
Many of the transcriptions published here are of cemeteries that no longer exist. Hence, Interment.net provides a place where cemeteries can be preserved in documentation and used by generation after generation.
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Fine,We'll Just Shout & Yell
Fine, We’ll Just Shout And Yell
Clothing Store Dallas, TX, USA
Not Always right
Customer: “I think it’s very rude for you to talk on your cellphone while you’re at work.”
Me: “No, ma’am, this isn’t a cellphone; it’s a headset. We use them to communicate with the other employees.”
Customer: “That’s VERY rude.”
Soul & Funk Music Database
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Old Military Medical Pictures and Such
